H.P: Harry is Piss / Preview: Nightmare or Reality?

It has been one chaotic evening for the Dursleys this day. After all, a levitating cake was dropped on their supposed-to-be clients, the Masons causing their relationship and business venture to be for naught, and the family all thought it was someone's doing, it was all because of one freak, the number one person that they most despise, a boy named Harry Potter.

Thankfully, Petunia received a piece of rather beautiful news after that event, a piece of news that gave her and her family relief.

"You didn't tell us you weren't allowed to use magic outside school," said Uncle Vernon, a mad gleam dancing in his eyes. 'Forgot to mention it … slipped your mind, I dare say …"

He was bearing down on Harry like a great bulldog, all his teeth bared.

"'Well, I've got news for you, boy … I'm locking you up … you're never going back to that school … never … and if you try and magic yourself out – they'll expel you!"

Uncle Vernon dragged Harry back upstairs rather forcefully, but before he could push and toss Harry inside his room, Harry freed himself from Vernon's clutch,

"Yo—"

"Do you think you can do this to me all the time, huh?! Uncle Vernon!" Harry shouted in anger, he was getting tired of his uncle's abuse. He's had enough, ever since he was young, all he did was take it because of his fright, but now. Now that he knows that he can fight them, he... will fight them.

"Boy! How dare you speak back to me! You should be thankful I'm allowing you to live—"

"No! Uncle! How dare you! Do you have any idea how long you'll be in prison if the police know how abusive you are? Yes, my wizard friends can't help me currently, but one word from me to the police, and if I show them my scars, you and your family can say goodbye to your pitiful and disgusting life, you MADMAN!"

"You —" Uncle Dursley, with one swipe of his big hand, ferociously slapped Harry with the back of his hand, causing Harry to stumble back by force. Harry fell hard on the ground. He touched his lips and found that they were bleeding badly. He looked at his uncle Vernon with hatred in his eyes and stood up with great strides.

"~Kill him!~"

At that moment, a raspy voice spoke inside Harry's head, causing his magic to run in turmoil. A red hue illuminated his eyes, taking Vernon out of his wits. An invisible force of energy covered Harry's body,

"Boy— Boy! What do you think you're doing!? Yo — You can't use magic or you'll be expelled! You will be jailed just like your murderer godfather!"

"...God...father?" Harry muttered, and the previous energy covering his body disappeared like the wind, as did the red glow in his eyes. However, before Harry could think more of it, a hard fist struck his head, causing him to fall to the ground, light-headed. Once he was laid down on the ground, Vernon looked at his laid-down body in hatred as he stepped forward.

"You've done it now, boy! You'll never escape from here, freak! I. Won't. Let. You!" He shouted in frustration, and with every word that came out of his mouth, he was aggressively kicking Harry's stomach, to which Harry could only cough and protect his beaten stomach with his bruised hands.

"FREAK! FREAK! FREAK! FREAK! Your slut of a mother shouldn't have let you be born!"

"~Kill~~Kill~~Kill~~Kill~"

Unknown to them, Dudley, who was curious about what his father was doing, came upstairs and saw his father kicking Harry's stomach continuously. A look of fright appeared in his eyes when he saw that, and it was amplified when he saw Harry cough up drops of blood all over his father's foot.

"MUMMM! DA —" Dudley shouted, petrified by the gruesome scene before him. Petunia immediately ran worriedly toward her son. Yes, she knew that Harry was being beaten, but what she didn't know was how badly he was being beaten.

"What's wrong, Diddki — AHHHHH!" Petunia shrieked, and Vernon, who heard her shout, immediately stopped what he was doing in realization as he looked at his wife and back at Harry's beaten-down body on the ground. He kneeled down and checked Harry's pulse.

"Is — is he....dead...?" Petunia asked,

"Dead...dead...dead?! Dad killed someone...?"

"Stop! He—He's still alive..." Vernon answered, causing his wife and son to breathe in relief.

Vernon grabbed Harry through his T-shirt neckline and dragged him across the floor towards the said boy's room, once he was inside, he tossed Harry in his bed violently, causing the latter to grunt in pain.

"Tsk! That freak's blood got all over me,"

"Oh dear, come here, I will clean that dirt off you,"

...

Meanwhile, Harry, who was still unconscious, was being watched by someone, a small creature with big eyes and bat-like ears clothed in white clothing that was no different from a dirty rag. This being was looking at Harry with pitiful eyes filled with guilt.

"Oh, Harry, sir, Dobby didn't know that Harry Potter was being hurt by those muggles. Those muggles! How dare they! Sir Harry Potter is the hero of the wizarding world. Why are they hurting, sir, like Dobby?" Dobby whizzed as he tapped his bony finger on Harry, healing him little by little.

Dobby was interrupted, however, when Vernon suddenly appeared near Harry's window while carrying a bunch of tools and a cage. After Vernon caged Harry's window, Dobby immediately returned to heal Harry of his difficult condition.

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In the middle of Privet Drive, one old man, dressed in priest clothing, and a golden-blonde-haired boy are standing. The old priest was talking with someone through his Nokia phone with a solemn look while the said boy was on his knees, changing the color of a leaf close to his feet.

"Son, we must make haste now, I now know where Harry lives, hohoho!" Orsi said as he pocketed his phone while caressing his beard, seemingly expecting a compliment from Moses.

"Ohhh! Where does he live, Father?" Moses asked with stars in his eyes while looking at his father,"

"Follow me, hohoho," Father Orsi replied in glee as he marched off with Moses following from behind.

After walking for quite some time, they have arrived in a seemingly normal household, except, of course, for the house's noticeable window with a cage covering it. Father Orsi and Moses look into each other's eyes with a knowing look as they step forward and knock on the door of the house that Harry Potter was supposed to live in.

The door opened, revealing a woman with a long neck. She looked at Father Orsi confusedly; however, when her gaze landed on Moses, a look of fright appeared in her face, causing her to close the door hard. Father Orsi gave Moses a look,

"Stay back." Orsi uttered as he gently pushed Moses to the side. After that, he readied his stance and pushed the door, causing its hinges to be destroyed and the door to open.

"WHO'S IN THERE! This is destruction of property and invasion, you can't do this to us even if you're frea—wizards!" A fat man shouted angrily while going down the stairs.

Father Orsi looked at him sternly. "Where's Harry Potter?" said Father Orsi.

"He — He's preoccupied, he can't meet yo—"

"Harry!? Harry!?" Moses shouted as he went from room to room to find where Harry was. He opened each room one by one.

"Hey! You can't do this! I will report the two of YOU! Stop this at ONCE!" Vernon Dursley shouted in irritation, his face red from anger, while his son and wife consoled him.

Moses ignored the pig's shouting until he arrived at one room, however, unlike the other room, this room is locked. Moses looked at Orsi for confirmation, making the old man nod. He looked at the locked door.

{Open}, Moses commanded, making the door click. He opened it and found something that made his blood boil, it was Harry, unconcious in his bed with some drops of blood and bruises all over his body. Two old breads are all over the floor, with two bowls of dirty water clearly untouched.

As soon as Moses saw Harry's situation, a cold look became visible on his face. An abominable pressure descended on Vernon and his family, the gravity seemingly boring them deep under the ground. Dudley dropped to his knees due to the invisible sheer pressure, and with him was his mother, Petunia. The three of them were hyperventilating while sweating bullets as they looked at Moses in terror.

Father Orsi looked at this phenomenon in shock. After all, it was not possible for a child even if they are magical to have caused this strange phenomenon.

'This isn't mana...' Father Orsi thought, while looking at Moses with a contemplative look,

Father Orsi was right. What Moses was radiating wasn't mana; it was pure anger and power given form in a type of psychological attack. This type of attack can't be learned because it can only be given to individuals capable of changing the waving tides of the world—the tides of the universe.

"Moses." Father Orsi uttered, making Moses look at him. Father Orsi witnessed Moses' expression go from a blank one to a realization within a few seconds. The invisible aura dominating the Dursley family disappeared instantly, like it didn't happen, making the family catch for their breaths.

"Father... I need to attend to Harry, I don't think I would be able to think straight watching these pigs breathe." Moses muttered with an innocent smile,

"...Sure, son. Lock the door once you're inside, will 'ya, " Father Orsi answered with a smile. Once he said that, with calm strides, Moses entered Harry's room and closed the door.

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